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Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: Ebony The Enemy on November 28, 2018, 12:02:06 AM

Title: Psalms Of Ebony
Post by: Ebony The Enemy on November 28, 2018, 12:02:06 AM
It’s troubling, God
I’m at a loss as to how one may overcome
These shadows wash over me like storm clouds
I’m frozen with fear and simply stunned
I’ve never plotted against another
I’m not saying I’m innocent
I’ve done wrong
Yet it was impulsive
Whereas they target me
I don’t think I belong
It seems viciousness is a virtue
Schemes seem to be the dreams
Of men who pursue a profit within our torment, fear and screams
Life seems pointless
Lest one hopes to prosper materially
Is that all there is
Aspirations of abusing your way through life
Making ends
Aiming to be the bigs
Is there any value in humility
Is modesty prized
Is humbleness and hope even achievable in our lives
Must we constantly degrade in order to benefit or gain
Is the only exploit worthy of praise the profit born of pain
I feel reluctant
I isolate myself
I pray on occasion in my home
I’m pretty much recluse these days
I’ve none but me to call my own
These troubles follow me
Everywhere
They try to tell me I’m insane
Until I badger them with sensibility until only fact remains
It’s confusing God
It seems obtuse
Arrogant
Absurd
That in order for one to rise above you must stomp on others
I’m perturbed
It’s disturbing
And yet it’s ageless
It’s must just be the way of man
Which leaves me feeling helpless
Seems life is just a sham